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no éramos muchos
tenían él e i pero satisfecho
en la tierra silenciosa
si él
dios
y cómo podría usted sueño de la reunión
mi madre me trenza las rosas mojadas con rocío
éstos sean
las naves están mintiendo en la bahía
tengo gusto de ella
vi la primera pera

 



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